<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-603205525469512069</id><updated>2012-02-16T10:09:17.303-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Annie's solitude</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smack-annie.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/603205525469512069/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smack-annie.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Annie's World</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14490292118198929602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>5</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-603205525469512069.post-983761190200355437</id><published>2008-04-11T08:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-14T08:11:14.130-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Okay.. I know that cobwebs have been making their presence and maggots have been crawling on this blog. But allow me to explain that tiredness and fatigue are the genuine reasons why I havent been blogging for so long. And of course, as it goes without saying, the lack of initiative...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So first of all, work have been sucha a pain in the ass and such a joy. The irony. But true enough, just in one day's worth of work, all sorts of feelings would have been passed through these veins of mine. Of course, since working in customer service means that you are meeting with all kinds of people - from the nice angelic ones to those human beings which sometimes left me thinking if they are even ought to be deemed human. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fortunately enough, my colleagues are the nice bunch of people. Unlike the ones in my previous working place where our first language is almost unheard of. Not that I have anything against their language - I am just against their lack of initiative to learn OUR beautiful Singapore's first language. Its like forcing the French people to speak German in France , you get what I mean?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay so back to my colleagues, they are really the type of colleagues every worker would want to work with. We don't use each other as a competitor. Rather we see each other as a motivator for each and everyone to attain our team's goal. Its not about who gets the most but rather, who can motivate us to be better. ( At this point of time I can imagine some readers raising their eyebrows as if asking if its really me to is writing all these 'philosophical' stuffs)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;But just of late, I think the atmosphere has been rather discouraging. We used to joke around when we could but still be able to get serious when the time needs us to be. But apparently such practice were unheard of. I , and also as some of my colleagues have openly admitted to be guilty of themselves, am dragging my feet to work. We all know who is the cause of such situation and luckily enough, we have very vocal members. So I hope this problem will vanish as soon as it came....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;So introducing my colleague, of which I have put up their photos in my blog without their permission..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189116033737667906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__0GxgAUjJqQ/SANxiiE3tUI/AAAAAAAAAig/F30ws40X8mw/s400/Lia..JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; I told her I just had to take this a photo of hers wearing the helmet. Kiut sekali! I bet none of you can guess her age correctly because of her babyface. (She has many a time told me that her cheeks arent actually cheeks but are really eggs.)&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189116042327602514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__0GxgAUjJqQ/SANxjCE3tVI/AAAAAAAAAio/NSnKIdJpxyU/s400/Nabilah..JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Nabilah. Gerek punyer kaki. I can talk about anything and everything under the sun with this girl.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So these two girls are actually like my motivator to go to work. Partly because I love laughing to their antics, especially Lia's. And also partly because I know I'm not the only one going thru the same shyte.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ok. So thats all about work. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/603205525469512069-983761190200355437?l=smack-annie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smack-annie.blogspot.com/feeds/983761190200355437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=603205525469512069&amp;postID=983761190200355437' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/603205525469512069/posts/default/983761190200355437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/603205525469512069/posts/default/983761190200355437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smack-annie.blogspot.com/2008/04/okay.html' title=''/><author><name>Annie's World</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14490292118198929602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__0GxgAUjJqQ/SANxiiE3tUI/AAAAAAAAAig/F30ws40X8mw/s72-c/Lia..JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-603205525469512069.post-6761286201527928450</id><published>2008-03-29T10:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-29T10:16:07.383-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Its Saturday already!! I'm munching on seaweeds while watching movies online and also sewing. Multi-tasking - thats wat I've been doing all these while. Sometimes when I'm free I wonder why I dun have anything to do at all. But when I'm busy I always seem to have new unfinished duty or errands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Well, actually not true. I always procrastinate. That's why there are a lot of things left undone. Tsk. My mom says geminis are like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  So anyway, I hope tomorrow last forever. I don't wanna see Monday. I don't wanna go to work. I hate Mondays. Everyone look solemn on Mondays like its the weekly funeral day. And thats when everyone seems to be more sarcastic. Not good. Not good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Gee... sometimes I wish I'm a bird so I can simply roam around looking for food in the morning and then go back to the nest to sleep at night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/603205525469512069-6761286201527928450?l=smack-annie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smack-annie.blogspot.com/feeds/6761286201527928450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=603205525469512069&amp;postID=6761286201527928450' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/603205525469512069/posts/default/6761286201527928450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/603205525469512069/posts/default/6761286201527928450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smack-annie.blogspot.com/2008/03/its-saturday-already-im-munching-on.html' title=''/><author><name>Annie's World</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14490292118198929602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-603205525469512069.post-8031171179927580558</id><published>2008-03-28T12:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-29T08:58:42.103-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Date check : 29 of March.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No of days to 1st June : Approximately 2 months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Preparation for engagement : None.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have not even send out invitation cards!! No wait, I havent even decide who to invite!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh god, there are just so many things to do - from applying for work leave to ordering from caterer, sending out invitation cards and even to the nittiest and grittiest of detail like what colour of makeup to wear. Truth be told, its very stressful. Especially when people around you can't understand the things you are doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My thinking is always about future future future. Always about save money save money save money. And of course, make more money make more money make more money. I hate the thinking of Aiyah, wait lah.. why so kanchong... later can think about future wat... Sorry, I am just not like that. I want to start early.. And even if my education stops short at A levels for the temporary moment, I hate to think that I am not capable of doing things that people who has a degree can do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't shortchange yourself. If you think you arent capable of anyting, well then, of course you can't do it. Always belief in yourself. No matter what your qualifications are. I've met people whose highest education is only sec 4 but has climb up the corporate ladder from the very bottom and is now earning a comfortable 8K per month. Even my own colleague is educated till N levels but has never been one to give up on looking for jobs that pays well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In short, never ever think that you arent capable of anything. You must first understand that everyone is different. But no one is ever stupider or cleverer than the other. The only difference is opportunities and believing in oneself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Believe you can do it, and you will do it. Believe that you can be rich, and you WILL be rich.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't ever think that an ITE cert or a N levels will get you nowhere. Sure, those idiots say that you can't live in Singapore if you arent paper qualified. But Allah says everyone has opportunities. The door of rezeki is always open to anyone who looks who it. The only difference is maybe the time taken for you to reach it. Thats all. So who do you want to belief in? Those idiots or Allah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if anyone else earns better or resolute to be better , dun ever shut you door by refusing to belief in them. Or even stop your support for the person. Just because your beliefs arent similar to him/hers and just because you arent as opportunitistic or idealistic as them, you don't have to discourage them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In simple words, just because you are a pessimistic, you dun have to force the optimistic ones to be as stupid as you. In the words of Mega, very 'layman' right? Can understand every word I say right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay can. I belief the content in my blog is very mild already. No names mentioned. Not directed to anyone. I'm just freakking irritated. I really really hate people who can't think far. All they think is today today today. If today I invest, later got no money. If today I do this, later tomorrow cannot do that. Cuse me, havent you heard of 'susah2 dulu, senang2 kemudian?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Already some people curb me from having fun in my life. These very same people still have the cheek to discourage me from catching my dreams. Tsk. Then wat am I suppose to do now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And please, before I end this post, I dun intend to humiliate anyone in my blog. I dun write any names here. Dun go around bitching and putting words into my mouth and getting me into unneccesary conflicts. Respect my privacy and my space.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/603205525469512069-8031171179927580558?l=smack-annie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smack-annie.blogspot.com/feeds/8031171179927580558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=603205525469512069&amp;postID=8031171179927580558' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/603205525469512069/posts/default/8031171179927580558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/603205525469512069/posts/default/8031171179927580558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smack-annie.blogspot.com/2008/03/date-check-29-of-march.html' title=''/><author><name>Annie's World</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14490292118198929602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-603205525469512069.post-4409735487132297730</id><published>2008-03-17T07:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-17T09:43:17.154-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__0GxgAUjJqQ/R96Hkqcck2I/AAAAAAAAAiQ/b32V-EUd694/s1600-h/mas.bmp"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178725685461291874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 129px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 193px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="260" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__0GxgAUjJqQ/R96Hkqcck2I/AAAAAAAAAiQ/b32V-EUd694/s400/mas.bmp" width="218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Seen this man around lately?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You think he has a scary face? Wait till you see these facts - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;After &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;-210,000 posters&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;-10,000 postcards&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;-4000,000 MMS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;-3,000 officers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;-20 days,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;he is still not found?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So what the hell happened? I thought we had the 'best security' in the world? Complacency,undoubtedly so. Okay lets not go deep into that. I heard that when it comes to political criticism, freedom of speech is almost zilch. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So anyway, just the other day I was thinking about this motivational phrase that says ' everyone has an impact on everyone else' . Somewhat like the butterfly who causes a disaster when it flaps its wings. I was searching for role models when I thought of Thomas Edison, for without him, we wouldnt be having lightbulbs today. But talking about Thomas Edison would be a cliche. Doesnt all physic teachers have something to say about him?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Since everyone is talking about Mas Selamat, I thought, he is just the right candidate. But of course, unlike Thomas, he is not a good role model. But he does cause a stir and has an 'impact on everyone else' , nonetheless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I was talking to this uncle through the phone when I realise its not just the soldiers that are cursing Mas Selamat. Family members are also exasperated on learning that their sons have to be called in to look for this guy. When I told this uncle that I can't sign him up for a certain recontracting programme because the owner was his son and it was essential that I get his son's verbal consent, this uncle was complaining to me about how 'Mas Selamat is taking his son away'. May sound funny at the time I hear it, but its also sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Still, its not as bad as the jam that is happening right up from the Woodlands Checkpoint till Woodlands Road along the Bukit Panjang junction leading to Bukit Timah. The side of the roads are lined with 2300 lorries and drivers who are stranded for days. Yes, days. Not hours. And not being able to transport their goods means that these lorry drivers who are daily labourers may not be able to put food on the table for at least a few days. Poor things. They ought to be compensated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And not forgetting about this article which came out the other day. Lorry drivers couldnt leave their vehicles even if they have other pressing needs. Like peeing. Its no joke I tell you. I understand how they feel. That time I work in Whenever Boutique with a manager who was so stingy she wouldn't hire another worker, I had to close down the shop just to go to the loo. And closing down the shop take 10 freakking minutes. It happened so many times and at one point of time my pee was already at the brim (serious!), I decided to quit. If this stupid boss won't hire another worker, I won't work here either. And to prove how stingy she was, right now the new worker is a Chinese nationale just like the previous ones. She can't speak english, has no experience and know noughts about fashion. So anyone like her would settle for a measly pay. That's why she's hired by my stingy ex boss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Okay back to where I was before I digressed, the article here wrote about some drivers who requested that portable loos were provided along the roads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178742337049498482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__0GxgAUjJqQ/R96Wt6cck3I/AAAAAAAAAiY/L8vz5YADfJc/s400/loos.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And then there were people who were wrongly accused as the JI Team Leader. Poor Mr Halim had to stay at home because he looks like Mas Selamat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;On the other hand, through the thorough checks from the security departments, something good came out of his escape. Like the 10 illegal immigrants who were nabbed. So there's 10 less foreigners in Singapore already. I hope they'll deport more foreigners back to their home countries. Its already super crowded and about half of the human beings I see in the MRT are not Singaporeans. How suffocating is that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Okay so back to where I was. I don't think Mas Selamat is still in Singapore. If he is, he would have been found. And he wouldn't be in the forest. There are a lot of ghosts in there. And no food. Only durians I supposed. But who the hell survived on Durians alone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Whatever it is, he ought to be caught now. Coz every now and then, I wonder if he's under my blk. K ,out of point. But look at the amount of problems he is causing!! Would you believe if I say he is causing Global Warming?? ( haha, laugh) Look at this simple explanation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Mas Selamat's escape = 10000 postcards + 210,000 posters&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;= massive trees being cut down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;= decrease in the no of oxygen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;= increase in the amount of CO2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;=increase in the amount of heat trap&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;lastly,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;=Global Warming!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ya, laugh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/603205525469512069-4409735487132297730?l=smack-annie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smack-annie.blogspot.com/feeds/4409735487132297730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=603205525469512069&amp;postID=4409735487132297730' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/603205525469512069/posts/default/4409735487132297730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/603205525469512069/posts/default/4409735487132297730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smack-annie.blogspot.com/2008/03/seen-this-man-around-lately-you-think.html' title=''/><author><name>Annie's World</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14490292118198929602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__0GxgAUjJqQ/R96Hkqcck2I/AAAAAAAAAiQ/b32V-EUd694/s72-c/mas.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-603205525469512069.post-3444929681302294000</id><published>2008-03-17T03:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-17T03:06:20.877-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Blog under construction. 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